Namiah Gregory
Chicago, IL
5:20 PM
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"fuck would you only bring 30 for if i told you it was $55. you can either get the fuck out my face or take a 8 ball." i mugged the guy standing in front of me
"but i want a 7th!" he yelled
"yo get this nigga out my face" i said to Rome
"kick rocks." he told the dude calmly , rolling his wood
"i'm not listening to yo light skinned ass, slender man built bitch" he laughed at his own joke
Rome stood up and pulled his gun out, he didn't even get a chance to aim before buddy took flight.
"bitch ass" i mumbled "let me hold one of yo guns" i said
"fuck no." he laughed "gimme a lighter" he said
i tossed him one. "why not" i mugged
"cause you not finna be out here just recklessly flashing that bitch, sb gone see you don't know what you doing and come rob yo ass" he said walking over to me passing me the wood
"yoo Rome , you got me?" some dude walked up
"talk ta her" he said opening my passengers door sitting inside
"what? man nah i'm not buying off no bitch" he laughed
"then move tf on." he said "and watch how you speak about her."
"man this some bs, you got a dub." he asked me
"get out my face ian selling you shit." i said grabbing the wood from rome.
he laughed making the dude mad as fuck
"when i come back y'all bet not even be right here." he yelled walking away
"fuck he just say?" rome got out the car
"don't sweat him he ain't on shit." i said
"ion even take threats lightly , he got me fucked up." he said grabbing his black zip up.
"come on Romahn let's just go in." i said getting off the car.
"bet not see his ass again." he said getting back ina car.
i walked over to the drivers side getting in.
so sexy!
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